Shujun slightly furrowed her brows, unable to swallow his food. Initially, when they left Taihang Town in a hurry, they didn’t bring much dry food. While together with Fang Lanshan, they ate whatever Fang Lanshan could spare. After separating from Fang Lanshan, these days they survived by hunting and eating wild fruits. His wife... Xiao Hui, she was clearly also starving. He discreetly observed everyone else and couldn’t help but sigh inwardly. Since when did it make sense for a wife to work hard outside while her husband enjoyed comfort at home? Seeing Third Brother holding his bowl without moving, Yue Ning nudged him. Moreover... it seemed fellow had suddenly wised up. Without anyone noticing, he also sneaked two big buns into his sleeve. Hmm, these must be saved for his wife! Seeing this, Shujun immediately laughed. That’s right, the sooner he finished eating, the sooner he could go out and help Xiao Hui with work. Otherwise, with Xiao Hui’s worrisome nature, if he rushed out after just a few bites, she would surely send him back, and might even scold him. With this thought, Shujun hastened his pace too. His chopsticks moved quickly, sneakily hiding two buns for his wife. Did the brothers really think their little actions weren’t noticed? How naïve, too naïve! But it was Yue Ning’s money after all that bought the food, and Old Lady Gao who was responsible for cooking the large pot of food. Everyone who saw them didn’t mind. After all, they were working for the Liang family, and the Liang family provided their food and drink. What was wrong with masters taking things from their own home? And it was this youngster, Wu Lang, who paid for the flour and vegetables! The brothers finished their meal as quickly as possible, then with a wipe of their mouths, they excitedly ran off to find their wife. The little wife was working vigorously, squatting on the ground, grasping a small brush, and huffing and puffing as she painted the wall. "Wife~~~" Sticky Liang Sanlang dashed towards his wife like a fluttering butterfly. Seeing Third Brother so proactive, Yue Ning didn’t want to fall behind, quickly covering ground while stealthily pulling out two big wheat buns from his sleeve. "Eat up, then continue working!" Yue Ning was straightforward, and after speaking, he pushed the wheat buns toward his wife. Shujun also took out two meat-filled buns, "Mine are with filling!" He said proudly, glancing at Yue Ning. The little wife couldn’t help but laugh at this. "You’ve taken too much, I can’t eat all this. Let’s do this, one bun, one bun." She took a bun from each of their hands, ensuring fairness: "Keep the rest, I’ll eat them tonight." Shujun pursed his lips, casting a wistful glance at Liang Yue Ning. He wondered, what on earth had Wu Lang experienced in his absence? The once simple-minded youngster had gotten slightly smarter, but to Shujun as an older brother, it felt a tad suffocating. He was actually quite happy, and he was delighted to see his silly younger brother become smarter. But the problem was, after getting smarter, he’d started to compete with him for their wife... That was a bit troublesome! Following that, the two brothers hovered around Dong Huiying, one helping to serve tea and water, while the other stood behind the little wife, massaging her shoulders. "Does this feel good?" "Shall I continue? What about here, and here?" She grasped a bun in her left hand and a bun in her right, closing her eyes in comfort and humming contentedly. Seeing her seemingly pleased, Shujun felt even happier. He became more enthusiastic in massaging her, putting more heart into it.